A match made in throat fuck heaven
Don't you just love mornings?
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Look at that, how nice it slides
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Have you met perfection?
No fear of the monster
I need a taste to be convinced
Soft all over
Claim your big prize
I have my methods, daddy
You came in red, you'll leave all red